A toast to my love,

For you are not unlike genuine diamonds...

W ith their innumerable variances

 I nfinitely similar, yet different.

 L ike you, your life, and experiences

 L ending to your luster, magnificent.

 Y ou, I rightly place above everything,

 O verlooking our love and our world.

 U nique, but akin a gem atop a setting.

 M oreover, there's no second-guessing your QUALITY,

 A s is a diamond, GOD made brilliance your CUT.

 R are gems lack inclusion, such is your heart's CLARITY.

 R are gems are purely clear, such is your soul's COLOR.

 Y ou, breath-taking as the largest; you're 1M CARATS to me.

 M ake me the happiest man in all history

 E ach and every day throughout eternity.

The boy is at it again, with his nose pressed against the glass.

I relate, for with each car noise outside, I get whiplash.

"When will she finally come home to us, Dad?" he said.

After a long seven months, this remains our routine before bed.

"My dearest Son, I'm afraid that chapter of our life has ended."

"Daddy, do you mean like you and Mommy have been unfriended?"

Caught off guard, I stumbled backwards but regained composure.

"You, lil' one, are a smart cookie. Yes, I think her love for me is over..."

"Don't worry, Daddy. In School, I learned if something is dead,

you just wait for a little. Then, Mom's love can be resurrected!"

Stifling a grin while admiring his innocence, I refrained from being satirical.

"Lil' one, stuff like that doesn't happen everyday. That'd be a miracle.

People wait their entire lives and never witness any, but I have- one."

"Daaaaad, you diiiiiid?"

"Yes, your Mom and I both did. We had you, my Son!"

~ The Sharpie Poet

D etermined To Eradicate His

Antagonistic Psychosis, The Bane

Of His Post-Last-War Existence, He

E mbarked On His Campaign, Less A

Scripted Strategy, Less Armament,

and Less Allies About His Flanks.

S he Not Only Emerged As His

Struggle's Armistice, The Indefinite

End To Combat, But Also As The

I mpetus Enlightening The Conflict's

Necessity, Verified Justification, The

"Casus Belli."

R elative To One Another,

Omnipresent Memories Of Her

Love And Realization Of His Valor

E mpowered Him To Accept Nothing

Shy of Defeat From His Adversary,

Traumatic Stress, For His Cause,

A Forever With Her.

She Shoots Me Towards 
the Reaches of the Atmosphere. 
(narcotic)
She Bravely Descends Earthward 
from the Divine Empyreal. 
(superhero)
Not Unlike a Hypodermic Needle 
Piercing My Median Cubital Vein,
(narcotic)
She Flashes into My Heart 
in Scarcely Eight Seconds.
(superhero)
Besides Inducing Euphoria, 
She Effectuates Toxicity;
(narcotic)
In Fewer than Ten Minutes, 
She Targets My Defenses.
(superhero)
She not only Provokes Peak High, 
(narcotic)
She Destroys a Lifetime of Yearning.
(superhero)
She is My Heroin. (narcotic)
She is My Heroine. (superhero)

~ The Sharpie Poet

In Silence,

Amethyst Eyes Betray Her

Confidence,

An Internal Struggle To Maintain

Semblance,

Her Need To Subdue Mounting

Impatience.

Powerless To Her Dark

Dependence,

Yet Seeking "Accessory" To Escape

Pestilence,

She's Rapidly Losing Suicidal

Impotence.

In Silence...

~ The Sharpie Poet